Fighters From District 2

Chapter 5

"We would like to thank the capitol services. Gamemakers escorts and mentors for helping us win. Katniss and Peeta. Clove and I would like too just say thank you. They were really nice. But when the time came. We had to make a choice. We are sorry. But they put up a fight. A good show" cato says. We stand in front of a cold a dreary district 12. A young girl with blonde hair is Screaming and crying at the back of the square by the pictures of Katniss and Peeta. This was Katniss' younger sister whom she volunteered for. And a mother by Peeta's portrait. Standing still only sniffing a few times. From the audience I hear a fate spoken word

"You should have killed her! If it was another district. It wouldn't be allowed" I look up to cato

"Brush it off" he says. And I do. The crowds start to get louder and louder.

"It's not fair! You should have killed her! You don't need her! She's dead weight!" My eyes start to water as I hear the abuse. Enobaria was right. This does happen.

"Cato! Clove! Come on. We have too go!" Shouts Gabe. Peacekeepers come on stage and take us away. I sit backstage or in the justice building, holding Cato's hand against my face. Out hands interlocked. He sits right beside me

"Clove. Are you okay? I'm so sorry" asks Cato. He pushes his lips against my head.

"They wanted me too die Cato. Of course I'm not okay" I reply.

"Clove. Don't listen to them. I didn't kill you and you know why I didn't, because I love you. I really do. And nothing could stop me from loving you" he says to me. I look to him and kiss his cheek

"Thank you. I love you too and no one could tare my away from you" I reply. He pulls his face away from the top of my head and smiles. Then kisses me on the lips. He pulls me in close to him. And I sit on his lap. Rapping my arms around his neck. And push my head into his neck. And he does the same.

"I love you" I whisper and place my hand on the back of his head

"I love you too" he places one hand on my lower back and the other under my hair on my neck

"You two. I'm sorry. But we have too go. The people are getting violent" Gabe sticks his head round the door and tells us. I look at Cato and stand and take his hand. It's so soft for what he has gone through. We walk away and onto the train.